Xiao Wei was unwilling to say the content of the prayers in the past few days, and Shen Zhifeng was not only surprised but embarrassed. The content of these mortal prayers is so strange that they can't do it at all without spells.

After Shen Zhifeng ate an apple, he completely lost his appetite.

Failure to fulfill the prayer means that there is no merit, and the merit ranking in the heavenly court will be counted down every day. For a month in a row, he was at the bottom of the merit, and he was thrown to the mortal world to be punished.

She lay on the ground tiredly, and said depressedly: "Why do most of them pray for peach blossom luck and good crops, but no mortal can complete it?"

Xiao Wei slapped Shen Zhifeng hard, rolled his eyes and said, "Do people who can accomplish it come to beg you?" And you don't seem to know what Peng Yu's duties were before he became a god, right?!"

"Aren't you in charge of the Twelve Flower Gods?" Shen Zhifeng covered his head and was aggrieved.

Xiao Wei was completely defeated by her, the green tendons on her forehead jumped, and she squeezed out the words from between her teeth: "Don't crops need to bloom when they bear fruit?!" And the March Flower God is the Peach Blossom God, so he will also be in charge of the small marriage. ”

"She's in charge of marriage, what about the old moon?" Shen Zhifeng said.

Xiao Wei said: "The old man is in charge of the big marriage, and the peach blossom god is in charge of the peach blossom luck." ”

The Moon Elder is responsible for implicating the red lines of the people of the Three Realms every day, and it will not change because of prayers.

The peach blossom god is the flower that can give the peach blossom luck to mortals, whether it is an official in the court or an artist in the Qinglou, in addition to the need for marriage, but also popularity, so at this time will come to pray to get a good peach blossom.

Shen Zhifeng felt that his head was a little swollen, and after digesting the information for a long time, he asked again, "What should I do if these prayers are not fulfilled?"

"You can ask the Twelve Flower Gods to help you do it, but the merit will be counted on their heads. Xiao Wei said, "They are happy to help." ”

One day in the heavenly court, one year in the mortal world, and now she still has 10,000 merits to use for evaluation, so don't worry about it for the time being.

Shen Zhifeng immediately took out the spirit rune and sent the spirit sense to the Spirit Sense Palace, preparing to find the flower fairy to help him.

"Bet bet!"

As soon as he entered the Spirit Consciousness Palace, he saw many immortals gathered in the center of the Spirit Sense Palace, bustling with what to say.

She was about to ask, but she heard a gentle female voice coming: "I am at the bottom of the merit of the god of Peng Yu this time!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone agreed.

"However, I heard that this incident of Taiyuan Zhenjun has made a great contribution to the gods and obtained 10,000 merits!" said another man with a lofty bearing, "Maybe Peng Yu can still enter the top ten." "This person is Wenchang Xingtianquan, with a gentle personality, and he rarely comes to the Spirit Sense Palace on weekdays because of his busy tasks.

When the other immortals heard Tianquan's words, they were all unconvinced, and some accused Emperor Yuxuan of being biased.

Shen Zhifeng was extremely embarrassed when he heard that he was being discussed, and his spiritual sense fluttered and he didn't know if he should appear or not.

At this moment, Tianquan saw her, and saluted respectfully: "Peng Yu is good." ”

The other immortals who were still betting turned their heads and saw Shen Zhifeng, and immediately smiled awkwardly. Within a moment, only Shen Zhifeng, Tianquan, and the woman who bet on her were left in the entire Spiritual Consciousness Palace.

Shen Zhifeng had long been accustomed to this situation, and waved his hand at all and beckoned: "Hello Tianquan, you have to appear in the Spirit Consciousness Palace today?"

"In the past few days, Yoshitake-kun has helped me share most of my prayers, and I have been able to rest. Tianquan narrowed his eyes and smiled gently at Shen Zhifeng, "It's Peng Yu God, why did you come to the Spirit Sense Palace this time?"

Shen Zhifeng thought of the purpose of his trip, and hugged his fists and said: "Don't hide it from Wenchang Xingjun, I came here this time to find the Peach Blossom God Shihua, I don't know if you can tell me where I can find it?"

Tianquan seemed a little embarrassed, turned his head to look at the woman who was betting and said, "This is the Shihua Fairy......"

Shi Hua couldn't help frowning when she heard that she was mentioned. She was wearing a pink fairy dress, apricot eyes and goose egg face, and her appearance was only fourteen or fifteen. Seeing Shen Zhifeng looking at him, he had no choice but to take two steps forward, squeezed out a hint of a smile and saluted, "Good God." ”

When Shen Zhifeng woke up, it happened to be March in the mortal world, and the flower fairy went to work. Later, she was thrown to the mortal world by the emperor to atone for her sins, and she never met Shihua.

She pretended to nod calmly and said, "Shihua Fairy, I haven't seen you for a long time." ”

Shi Hua looked dissatisfied, and muttered to herself: "As a god, I can't recognize my subordinates, and I don't know if I don't fulfill my responsibilities or what." ”

Tianquan glanced at Shen Zhifeng, pouted and said nothing.

Shen Zhifeng pretended not to hear Shi Hua's words, and said lightly: "I can't fulfill my prayer for some things recently, so I want to hand over some of the prayers about marriage to you, I don't know what you think?"

Shi Hua looked at Shen Zhifeng with suspicious eyes: "With such a good thing, will you think of me?"

Shen Zhifeng now wondered if Peng Yu had abused his subordinates before, why did he raise the bar when he saw her one by one? She rolled her eyes and said indifferently: "If you want a task, come to Peng Yu Guan." With that, he extinguished the spirit rune and disappeared.

Returning to Pengyu Temple, Xiao Wei is telling a mortal about the process of praying. Seeing Shen Zhifeng coming back, he nodded his head to say hello.

Shen Zhifeng opened her mouth, and was about to ask about Shihua, when she just arrived.

After the mortal Shangxiang left, Shi Hua kept looking at her with unconvinced eyes. Xiao Wei completely ignored it and slowly sorted out the coins in the merit box.

Shi Hua walked up to Xiao Wei and saluted with a cold face: "Xiao Wei is a good fairy." ”

"I haven't seen you for a long time, and you seem to be more 'arrogant' than before, and you are becoming more and more rude to the gods. Xiao Wei snorted coldly, with a hint of mockery on his face.

Shi Hua glared at Xiao Wei and said, "When the gods encountered problems, I didn't see what happened to you." Now that God is back, and he pretends to care again, it's disgusting!"

"What did you say?!" Xiao Wei put the merit box on the table and glared at her with murderous eyes in his eyes.

Not to be outdone, Shihua looked back at her. The two of them kept looking at each other like this, as if a battle was about to break out in the next moment.

Shen Zhifeng helplessly squeezed between the two of them, and said helplessly: "Can you two calm down, now is not the time to quarrel, explain the task clearly." ”

Xiao Wei rolled his eyes and took out a small notebook from his arms, tore off the prayer about marriage on it and handed it to Shi Hua, and said expressionlessly: "Give it to you, it's really cheap for you." ”

"It's God's affirmation of my strength, you can't do it. Shi Hua said and took the note, then turned around and walked out of Pengyu Temple.

Shen Zhifeng covered his head helplessly and sighed, "Is there such a discord between the immortals now?"

"It's not that there is discord, it's that the twelve flower gods can't get used to you at the beginning...... God takes care of me. Xiao Wei looked at the idol with some annoyance, "They think my task is the easiest and think you are biased." ”

Just like the immortals who are not used to seeing Emperor Yuxuan's care for Shen Zhifeng now.

"Gollum ......"

That's when it happened. Shen Zhifeng's stomach screamed again. After such a toss, the apple could not hold on, and she was hungry again.

Xiao Wei sighed and handed a spirit talisman to Shen Zhifeng, and said, "Since you have been in the mortal world during this time, you should act like a Taoist aunt." If you want to eat and use merit to buy it, you have to accumulate some merit, otherwise you will be at the bottom of the assessment. ”

Shen Zhifeng swallowed the spirit rune and possessed the entity, turned his head to look at the merit box, thinking of the bet he heard in the Spirit Consciousness Palace today, he did not move the merit inside, but turned around and walked to the door of the Taoist temple.

Xiao Wei asked curiously, "What are you going to do?"

"Performing on the streets. Shen Zhifeng said seriously and pushed open the door.

The streets of Qizhou City are very familiar to Shen Zhifeng, and although decades have passed, the scene of weeping willows in every spring has not changed. It's the afternoon now, and the streets are more lively, shopping for people, and stalls for stalls.

Walking around the streets, she found a place where the crowd seemed to be gathered, she stopped, conjured a gong with a spirit rune, and struck it, shouting, "Look, look!"

Many people were attracted by her cry, and when they saw that it was a delicate little girl with fine skin and tender flesh, they immediately became interested, and they all came over to watch the excitement curiously.

When there were a lot of people around, Shen Zhifeng coughed lightly, and said lightly: "Fellow villagers, the little girl is an aunt, and she has no money all the way, so she has the courage to sacrifice her ugliness here." I hope that all the old masters, young masters, girls and aunts, can be merciful and give the little girl the travel expenses to return to her hometown, great kindness, no teeth unforgettable!"

After saying that, she threw the gong away, pulled out the red feather from her waist and danced.

After all, she is a Taoist aunt who subdues demons and subdues demons, and her swordsmanship is accompanied by femininity, such as using a dance. Everyone couldn't help but feel better for a while, and even threw out the copper plate.

The corners of Xiao Wei's mouth twitched because she came over to watch because of curiosity, she couldn't stop twitching, such an ancient artifact was used by her to sell her art, I'm afraid that there will be no more such an immortal in the Three Realms.

When Shen Zhifeng finished dancing the sword, everyone was still unsatisfied. She lowered her head and saw the large and small copper plates scattered under her feet, and tears were about to flow. She hadn't performed for a long time, and she thought that her skills had regressed. Now that I see it, I can still make a living by this!

She hugged her fists in gratitude to everyone and said that she had time to perform for free. With interest in Yan Shan's departure, she squatted on the ground and began to pick up the fallen copper plates.

Xiao Wei stood in place, looking at her with a mixed expression.

Shen Zhifeng covered the copper plate with his robe, walked over with a proud face, and presented it to her like a treasure: "Awesome, so I don't have to use merit!"

"So you really did this before the gods?"

Xiao Wei still has a hard time associating the arrogant and indifferent Peng Yu with Shen Zhifeng.

Shen Zhifeng nodded and said, "Of course, sometimes I sing and dance on the street." After a pause, he changed his words and said, "I found that the Peng Yu in your mouth is not very good, isn't she not popular in the past?"

Xiao Wei thought for a moment and said, "The people of Heavenly Court are very afraid of her, on the one hand, she has a cold temper and is arrogant and eccentric, and on the other hand, she is powerful and sought after by mortals. Her attitude towards anyone is cold, sometimes even ruthless. ”